R.I.P MEME

Mm
Ah
The gang has a different vibe (stop, a couple million from YouTube)
Haha (the millions are from the kid who sings, haha)
Capeá

In Colón they kicked me but didn't chase me
You always mention the neighborhood and got hit in the mouth (got hit)
You didn't stand up for yourself, you went with me to the club but in vain (in vain, oh)
They were running after me in groups, throwing punches and I also ended up in the ditch
Let no one mess with me, let them hit me, my buddy Joaquín can't, there are already several
Come on, take out the gun from the Aveo, sicario flow
Bang-bang, click-click, run people, I get up from the ditch
You're nothing, if you stayed frozen on your corner
First with vaseline, in the second I leave those cheeks sore
You never did shit, oh
Look at the stats, guanaco, you don't even reach two million or a lever (or a lever)
Remember when you thought La Moña No Se Tranca would confront you
(It doesn't get stuck)
I always carry the code that a woman with a husband doesn't fail (doesn't fail)
You're going to end up alone talking to four walls
Dreaming of the yacht, the record, and the Mercedes
They told you a while ago that you can't do this anymore
You're going to die being the joke for everyone on social media
I got the Ambition one tattooed and you dodged it
Then you got the 77 tattooed
You recycled Dougla's rhymes
That's why you killed yourself with your own bullet, oh, you're a disaster (bang, bang)
While you wash the dishes, buddy, they touch your ass (haha)
Even though they helped you a lot, you didn't show potential (no)
You didn't show it, they take you for a walk, you showed it (oh)
While you wash the dishes, dog, slap on the ass
Don't talk about my ink if you have Real Hasta La Muerte on your neck
Real people don't even want to see you
Here comes the second to leave you really messed up
Yours is not talent, it's called a stroke of luck (of luck)